Reserved parking

Yesterday hubby and I visited the mall to do some window shopping, work at a cafe, and exercise. (Walking around the mall is great exercise for preggos.  ;D)  When we arrived, we were fortunate to find this perfect parking spot.

Our spot

Yup, that's me!  I have the belly and the

car seat (unused, with tags still attached) to prove it!

A guitar, a harmonica, a saw, and...a recorder?

This past Sunday hubby played the recorder during worship at our local church.  After hearing hubby play, one congregant commented, "It sounds like we're having church in Gondor."  Another church member (an older gentleman in his 70s) had this conversation with hubby:

Churchgoer:  

What instrument are you playing?  A sweet potato?

Hubby:  

Uh, sweet potato?  You mean an ocarina?  No, this is a recorder.

Churchgoer:  

I like the way it sounds.  Do you want to be in my band?  We go around and play for people in nursing homes. They don't have good memories.  Right now we have a guy that plays the harmonica, a guy that plays the saw, and I play the guitar.  

Hubby:  

Um, sure.

 

Perhaps Baby Chuck Norris and I will be the group's first set of groupies (below retirement age)? 

Clothing modification surgery

Ever since we purchased the sewing machine, hubby and I dreamed of sewing bow ties.  (Hubby loves wearing them to work, but they're so pricey to purchase!)  This weekend we visited the thrift store, found a tie, and transformed* it.

Did this ugly polyester tie know that it was destined for bow tie cuteness? 

*Please note:  I felt like a mad Frankenstein-like scientist.  Before this successful bow tie surgery two other patients died on our operating table.  RIP tie 1 and tie 2.  They were butchered in the name of fashion.   

funny shirts --> funny cakes

My friend Alice showed me this awesome website and I was amazed by the funny t-shirt designs and the cakes they inspired.  Below are some of my favorite shirt-cake combos.  Which one is your favorite?